Deadlife - Brainclaw

Power begets power

Dead roses in my hand

Spirit blurred and stuttering

The acrid taste of pain

Burned shadows on eyes

The latent image of you

Confused, contrived, what s inside my head, my prison head?

Are you awake?

Are you aware?

Life!

Life!

Life!

Deadlife

Deadlife

Deadlife

Life!

Life!

Life!

Deadlife

Deadlife

Deadlife

Between two dead worlds

Machinery of hate

Apply a little pressure

Believe in everything

Afraid to ask, afraid to tell, avoid reality

Sleep-deprived, chaos inside my head, my screaming head!

Life!

Life!

Life!

Deadlife

Deadlife

Deadlife

Life!

Life!

Life!

Deadlife

Deadlife

Deadlife